1238 Shadow of the Stars
The so-called victory of Ning Lan in the code language did not actually mean victory in the full sense, because the chaos that belonged to this underground boxing ring had been slowly passed during the time that Duan Qing was in a coma. Not knowing what effect he had achieved with the blow that he had exhausted all his strength, the gray-robed magician lying on the floor had just watched this bloody and violent boxing fight continue in front of him, until one after another fighters and fighters fell and entered in that iron cage, and when one shout after another shouted and shouted in his ears, the man who had been resting for a long time asked his question again: "The situation ...... How's it going? β
"Ah, don't be in a hurry, sir."
The clenched hand moved away from Duan Qing's forehead, and Ning Lan, who had been looking around at the nearby code, smiled again and lowered her head: "The underground boxing match is still going on, and there should be no matter of our team in the short term." β
"So, so we're done?" Still enduring the severe pain that spread to his senses, Duan Qing's voice spoke again with difficulty: "The task given to us by that old iron camelβ"
"Of course not." Then the sound of the wind blowing the wheat waves sounded in the field of vision that could not be seen from the side: "Our task is to win the championship of the underground boxing match, to beat all the opponents we see, and then stand at the top of this group of guys, and now how many people have gone down?" There are a lot of dangerous-looking guys who haven't played yet. β
"So...... Can...... Tell me some good news first? So Duan Qing had to blink his eyes with difficulty: "Didn't I win just now?" The guy who claims to be the king of boxing......"
"Sir's focus is as peculiar as ever." Secret whisper Ning Lan smiled and covered her mouth: "Shouldn't you care more about your body at this time?" β
"When I stepped into that cage before, I didn't expect to come out alive." Duan Qing gasped in pain: "Being able to lie in this place and breathe normally was already unexpected by me. β
"Don't worry, sir." The short hair swayed up and down in the blurred vision for a moment, and the maid named Secret Whisper Ning Lan then showed her warm smile again: "Sir defeated that guy with the last strength of that hand, and he was carried down by others in the end, so-"
"That battle ended up being a lose-loser."
Both injuries are so bad that they can't get up - even in professional games, this special situation occasionally occurs, but those sound game rules and complete win-loss rules are enough to determine the difference between victory and defeat in this special situation. However, even if the death of one side must be used as the critical point to divide the victory or defeat of a battle, the battle in this underground boxing ring will often occur when both sides are unconscious and no one gets up again, so in order to ensure that those spectators who are clutching their chips will not be entangled in the victory or defeat, the judgment given by the underground boxing ring is also very simple and fair.
"That's both out."
Shaking a crumpled page in his hand, the wind blew Mai Lang and then came to Duan Qing's side at this time: "Look at you, if only you could hold on a little longer, the eight hundred gold coins I pressed on you would become a full eight thousand gold coins." β
"As a result, you pressed 800 gold coins." Duan Qing, who had a weak breath, had no choice but to taunt the other party: "As a rich businessman, can't you be more generous in your shots?" β
"Please, do you want to know how much risk and pressure I took to put money on you?" Wind blowing Mai Lang smiled and shook his fingers: "That's a one-to-ten bet, almost everyone is not optimistic about your victory, although the final result of this game is still beyond our expectations, but even if you are both out, no one will consider it." β
"In a normal way, a fighter like me wouldn't have been able to win any kind of victory." Shaking his head with difficulty, Duan Qing's gaze also moved in the direction of the iron cage: "Being able to fight one of the powerful opponents is already beyond my expectations, if I guess correctly-"
"It should be beyond other people's expectations."
Following his gaze, the eyes of several people gradually fell on the iron cage that was still bursting with fighting and loud shaking sounds, and a warrior with a giant axe was also fighting with another fighter with a long knife in the competition area of the underground boxing ring at this time, and at the same time there was a loud sound from the violent shouts of the two people when the swords collided together. His gaze lingered on the battle screen between these two people for a while, and Duan Qing finally sighed and shook his head, as if he had lost any hope, and then he also lay back on the lap where Ning Lan sat in place, staring blankly at the dark ceiling with a blank gaze: "Are there so many guys like Komusa?" It feels like there's no hope anymore. β
"Underground boxing matches are generally in the form of a ring, and the winner stays in the ring all the time." Secret Ning Lan replied with a smile: "If we are lucky, our opponent may be exhausted first." β
"It seems that the first game was a good thing for me?" Duan Qing pursed his lips and shook his head: "I don't have the ability to fight any second opponent now...... How are you guys? β
"It's good for you to ask her alone, don't take me with you." The wind blew the wheat wave and immediately shook his head and replied, "And-"
"As a former Xuanqing badge winner, she should be able to kill others alone, right?"
As if fulfilling this guy's words, the battle in the iron cage was suddenly divided in the next moment, and the berserker named Ruhl also stepped on the back of the headless swordsman who had turned into a corpse at this time, and raised the giant axe in his hand and roared: "Congratulations to our axe king Ruhl!" Another man was split in half under his great axe! Without a cynical iron fist as an opponent, this bloodthirsty berserker is no longer to be handled! β
"Let's wait for the scene to be sorted out, and then we can meet the next opponent! The next player to take on the field is - yes - well, the adventurer invited by the old iron camel? β
"I say, do they need to be so surprised?" Feeling the gradual quietness of the atmosphere in the venue, Duan Qing tilted his head and asked, "Isn't it just another one to die?" β
"Don't say it so badly, okay? At least your previous assumptions were correct. Waving his hand, Feng Fengmai Lang's expression then became relaxed: "Although there are not many people left in front of you, but because of your unexpected 'explosive' performance in the first sceneββ"
"There shouldn't be a few of these people and their supporters who are willing to fight us."
As he spoke, he pointed to the large iron cage in front of him, and the thick black traces were also magnified by the magic lights in the room, reflecting on the black ceiling in the irregular grid between the iron cages. After concentrating on distinguishing those rough black traces for a while, Duan Qing, who was a little surprised, finally recognized the traces left on the scene by the last blow he had made before, he shook his head and looked at the strange eyes of the contestants waiting in the corridor around him, and a few wry smiles appeared on his face: "What are you afraid of, we are not bomb maniacs who die with others." β
"Originally, we were the players that everyone wanted to meet because we were the softest persimmons in this match tonight." Feng Feng Mai Lang replied with a faint smile: "Now it's the opposite, because no one can guess what new unknown tricks we will burst out." β
"If the weak want to win, how can they do it without extraordinary means?" Enduring the great pain coming from all over his body, Duan Qing grinned and showed a smug smile: "That hand I just now shouldn't be a representative of some blaster talent, right?" β
"Demolition team? It seems to be very apt. Looking at the gradually boiling scene around him and the secret words Ning Lan gradually detached from this movement, the wind blowing the wheat wave muttered to himself, "I hope they can see it for the sake of this name-"
"Be merciful to our men."
In the shouting voice torn out by Rojik from above, the secret whisper Ning Lan with a smile on her face then quietly stepped into the iron cage in front of everyone, and the maid who was still neat and tidy then quietly waited for the iron door behind her to slowly close, and then saluted the burly opponent carrying the giant axe in front of her: "Hello, Ning Lan's name is Ning Lan in code." β
"Please advise Your Excellency Ruhr."
Like a white lotus flower still maintained in this mud, the woman in the blue and white maid costume then lowered her head with her hands folded, and her beautiful and quiet appearance also made the atmosphere of roaring and shouting outside the arena slightly converged, and Ruhr, who was carrying the berserker-like giant axe, looked at the face of the woman in front of her steadily: "You-"
"You'reβ"
"What's the matter, Your Excellency?"
Looking up at the other party for a while, Ning Lan tilted her head quite cutely: "Is there anything wrong with Your Excellency Ruer?" β
"Your name is familiar."
The madness of slashing several people in a row slowly disappeared from his face, and the warrior with the giant axe took a step back with a puzzled face: "Although the voice and appearance have changed, and the dress seems to be different from the impression, but-"
"Have we met?"
He looked at the face of the secret whisper Ning Lan, as if he wanted to see something different from the other party's short hair, and the secret whisper Ning Lan, who had been smiling, then stopped paying attention to the appearance of the hesitant opponent, and instead took out his two daggers: "Then let's start?" β
ββ¦β¦ You're one of the mercenaries that the old iron camel hired, aren't you? Shaking his head, Ruhl's gaze became clear again: "Don't blame me for not warning you, that kind of self-detonation attack is useless to me. β
"Ning Lan is not as smart as Mr., Ning Lan can't use the special tactics of Mr." Smiling and tilting her head, Ning Lan's gaze then disappeared into her short posture: "Of course, Ning Lan's own combat methods-"
"It doesn't necessarily have to be very glorious."
The blue color appeared from the direction of the maid who disappeared in place in the next moment, it was the afterimage light drawn by the figure belonging to the Secret Whisper Ning Lan when it moved at high speed, and Ruer, whose pupils contracted suddenly, then arched the muscles of his whole body again, and wanted to swing the giant axe, but the next moment he was attracted by a starlight that suddenly appeared in front of him: "This is-"
"Weapon throwing."
The voice that was close at hand then appeared in his ears, accompanied by the figure belonging to the Secret Whisper Ning Lan who suddenly appeared on the side of the giant axe warrior, and the arc slash like the bright moonlight then appeared in front of everyone's eyes along with the maid's graceful spinning, and collided with the giant axe that Ruhl urgently turned around and raised. It seemed that some people couldn't withstand the power of the surface of the hideous giant axe, and the extremely light maid player then fell back lightly towards the iron cage behind her, she used several dragonflies in a row to remove the power that spread throughout her body little by little, and then looked at the figure of the berserker standing in front of her with a smile: "It is a dagger effect given by His Majesty the Emperor, and the weapon throwing that increases the power." β
"It's called Star."
She nodded, put away the other dagger in her hand quietly, and bent her waist forward as if to salute the figure of Ruhr, who was slowly falling to the ground. In the silence that gradually dispersed between the spectators sitting around the iron cage, the dagger like a star appeared on the heart of Ruer who fell to the ground, and the blood that continued to flow out was accompanied by the burly strong man's constant trembling at this time, and slowly diffused along the dirty floor in the iron cage: "What, what? What's going onβ"
"That's the half-moon slash that came first."
Even Luo Jike began to let out jaw-dropping exclamations at the scene, only Duan Qing's low voice was still shaking in the ears of the wind blowing Mai Lang: "That Axe King's reaction is fast enough, but his big axe can't cope with the attacks from two directions that come one after the other at the same time. β
"She threw the dagger before she left?" Swallowing hard, the wind blowing Mai Lang, as if he had become a little difficult to breathe, asked in a slur voice, "But how is this possible?" Even if you can calculate the time difference in advance, the speed of a human ...... alone"
"Absolutely." Looking at Ning Lan, who slowly stepped forward and pulled out the dagger, Duan Qing's voice also became embarrassed: "There may really be a limit to the speed of human beings, but at present, she doesn't need to be at the extreme level. β
"She just needs to make herself faster than she can throw her weapon, and that's enough to achieve this effect."